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Part 1 of the 3 part series

Updated 03/16/2021
Created 02/15/2002
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one strands next to another
they are from a common country

their language is goofy
we lie to them, they are sister, brother, mother, father,
great fuckin unkle

you see?

they are slightly askew,
many hide among us
converting our nomenclature
impregnating the weather
on perfect golf days
wishing us to keep things
the way they are becoming

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